Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 99

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 99

Chapter 99: Indeed, It Was the Power of Money!

Busy until noon, Martina’s stomach growled loudly from hunger. However, as the drawing in her hands was about to be finished, she didn’t want to abandon her efforts.

She decided to continue working and planned to eat after completing the drawing

completely, allowing herself to rest properly.

Being the owner of the studio, she couldn’t afford to work only intermittently. Without promptly establishing a good example for herself and the staff, how could the studio foster

a healthy atmosphere?

Just as Martina was planning to immerse herself in the drawing, a notification sound

from Snapchat suddenly sounded.

She was curious about who would message her at this time. She picked up her phone.

and saw that it was a message from Benjamin.

That man seemed to have eyes everywhere, or rather, it could be said that he already

had a pair of eyes placed on Martina.

“It’s so late and you’re not eating. Did you forget what I said last night?” Benjamin

messaged.

He said a lot last night, and Martina couldn’t remember everything he said.

She vaguely remembered Benjamin telling her to take care of her health and to

prioritize her well-being.

Initially, she didn’t want to reply, but then she thought of Leslie waiting outside. If she didn’t reply, Leslie would definitely say something, so she decided to respond quickly to

avoid further discussion.

So Martina reluctantly replied, “I’m not hungry for now.”

But in the next second, her stomach growled again.

water and happened to hear Martina’s stomach growling. The scene couldn’t be more

and struggled to find

consciously set down the glass of water, walked out of the room, and closed

door behind him.

a minute, another message came from Benjamin, “You’re not hungry, but your

was speechless. Well, the truth couldn’t be concealed

anything, Benjamin sent another

to eat?”

wanted to end this topic as soon as possible, so she simply gave a perfunctory response, “Yeah, yeah, I’m hungry, okay? I want Wagyu Steak, Foie

keenly noticed that Benjamin’s side initially

was no

that Benjamin really

mind

enormous appetite, so

current tasks quickly before having

around, Elena had been busy for quite some time.

this afternoon, she might as well resign

after absentmindedly working

again, ready to

the last few details,

is it? Why did you turn the reception hall into a

that even if we order takeout, we

simply wasteful!”

no sense of decency. Whoever is responsible for

She thought someone had ordered a lot of takeout and was

them.

in the next second, Leslie said, “Miss Martinez, the food you wanted to eat is already prepared. It’s from your favorite restaurant. You

Benjamin hadn’t responded to her for a while was

say.

out.

of laughter and exasperation. She had

Elena’s continuous scolding, Martina had no

table that was originally meant for receiving

extravagant feast wouldn’t be an

only said it casually, but who would have thought that he would take it seriously? Martina’s mind was solely

other thoughts.

a somewhat

“Miss Martinez,

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